In the depths of the Ice Cave, at the place where the two dragons engaged in a fierce duel, the arena was partially destroyed. Part of it was charred, and in some places black obsidian spikes protruded from the ground, covered with blue congealed blood.
On the other side of the arena, everything was covered in ice, and there were traces of icy breath and ice spikes with frozen scarlet blood.
The center of the arena was in chaos, and it was soaked in blue and scarlet blood, testifying to the brutality that the two dragons faced.
There was an injured but still breathing Ice Dragon lying there. Her wounds were frozen by her own ice. Her head was lowered, and her two blue eyes with vertical pupils stared fixedly at the wounded little figure in front of her.
She stood with her hand outstretched and her palm on the dragon's head with her eyes closed, and a joyful, satisfied smile played on her face.
